she calls my name and her hand beckons. i sit down beside her.
"yeah, mom?"
she clears her throat and gets straight to the point. "i have been thinking about it, and i decided..."
as she proceeds to talk, tears glisten in my eyes. i nod slowly to indicate i hear what she says.
she forces a tight smile. "i knew i could count on you to understand."
but i don't. it was clear to both of us that i didn't want to accept the news i had just been told. i drag my feet up the steps and into my room. flinging myself on my bed, i burst into bitter sobs. i can't stop for a while. it could have been ten minutes or an hour. it didn't matter to me.
a slight knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. i didn't bother to say "come in"; the door was already opening. my mom sat down next to me and sighed. we talked a bit more about The Matter, and she left again.

so, yeah. that's my story of today. unfortunately, it's nonfiction. at least for now, i'd rather not say what it's about. but maybe some other time.
stay strong // everything has a reason


  1. Oh jeez, I don't know what to say... You know what? I think someone needs a virtual hug. \(•-•)/ <-- that's my virtual hug giver. ;)

    Hope that helps. :) And just remember, I'm here if you ever want to talk or vent. Or rant. Ranting is always good. ;)

    Stay strong. <3

    { sorry for the wacky comment. •-• }

    1. Rose...I don't either know what to say. <3 \(•-•)/ <--- that's my virtual hug-back giver ;)

      Thank you so much. <3 :)

      { oh, it ain't wacky at all, no worries. ; }